"You... don't move!"
By the time Lin Fan realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
The opponent did a forward roll, but did not rush toward Lin Fan, instead, he headed for the side electric wire.
As he grabbed the long wire, Lin Fan realized the danger and instinctively aimed the electrical box at Qi Yu in his arms.
But before the current could hit her body, the opponent had already grabbed the wire with both hands and gave it a fierce pull.
The connection on the other end of the wire was directly torn apart.
"You have nothing to use, do you?"
When the wire hit Qi Yu again, she coldly chuckled.
Her right elbow slammed directly into Lin Fan's armpit.
"You..."
With the sudden heavy hit, Lin Fan realized that Qi Yu in his arms was no ordinary little lamb.
She was a tough practitioner of Kung Fu.
Staggering backward, fortunately, the wire in his right hand still wrapped around her neck.
